OJ is the only child that lives here full time and shes the only one without her own room, one of the others doesn't even utilize her room and instead sleeps on my couch each and every time she stays the night. Now, at this point I could care less about her sleeping on the couch but the fact that we had such opposition (by said husband) to move rooms around. There is some underlying guilt about his previous divorce and that is somehow manifesting itself by his absolute resistance to this. It has been such a source of contempt, and no one understood it, including "the others". So anyways, on to new chapters, we are now getting Kyle's room prepped to be painted and his furniture moved in.
My newest issue is that OJ has to now use a hand me down dresser because "someone" doesn't want to spend the money. Why is it that all his other children had rooms when they came home from the hospital and they were perfectly decorated and I can't have that with my one and only child? I deserve to be able to make her room a special place for her. I am so frustrated with this entire process, I am definitely happy that we are finally moving the rooms so thats win number 1 but I also want her to have a nice room thats not a mish mash of furniture.
OK, rant over...I just hate this shit...
Here are a couple of pictures that I snapped on our after dinner walk...
2 comments:
those. eyes. nobody will ever notice a dresser with those eyes to gaze at.
I cannot get over how BEAUTIFUL that child is.
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